Thursday 19 March 2015

Stressed

I am stressed because I hate planning things but I love planning things. Too many bridal showers this year, too many weddings. Which means I have to deal with tailor drama, make up drama, aso ebi drama, gele drama, bridal train drama (This has already started). All this on top of the pressure of me standing firm and not working until I get a job I will enjoy. One half of the parental unit has summoned me to Abuja to work for him. Need to break it to him that I am not coming. Stressed because 3 out of a group of 5 are engaged and everyone keeps asking me when I am getting engaged. Stressed because although I love my boyfriend, I miss being single and not having to think about anyone else but myself Stressed because I went for a job interview that I know that I did not want but pays well and now I hear that I have to come back for a second round of interviews so they can choose between me and this other guy. Stressed because the pay is amazing but it isn't what I want to do. Stressed because I need to start my start-up but starting is stressing me out. Stressed because I have students that I have to teach and I don't want to make a mistake. Stressed because I know God is trying to teach me lessons but I am sometimes to impatient to wait/learn. Stressed because I am not ready to be a church leader but I feel like I am being pigeon holed into taking responsibility. Stressed because I finally love to exercise but since I am about to annoy the parental unit, I might not be able to afford to work out anymore. Stressed because I need my visa to come out so I can pay for my flight ticket. Stressed because I HAVE NO LIGHT. NIGERIA WHICH WAY FORWARD. Stressed because I seem to have problems with letting people go, which was not a problem in the past. I have changed too much. A soft heart that bleeds will eventually stop beating. Stressed because I have so much to say but I am too lazy to write.